Peerless Sealer

Chapter 80 Uncle Wang, This Is Really True

"Come on dad, there's no need for you to shine this jade every time someone comes, it's so annoying." Wang Zichen complained.

"Hey, I'm not willing to wear it. I don't have a chance to let others see it except in this hiding room." Uncle Wang explained with a dry laugh.

Qin Tian took it with his left hand, raised his eyebrows, and said in admiration: "It's true, this piece of mutton jade is about to be revived by you, uncle, it's like warm jade in your hand, it's very soft and warm."

"That is required!"

"Isn't it? Let me see, let me see!" Zheng Liguo was impatient to see what he said.

Qin Tian sat a little far away from Zheng Liguo, and his position was a little confused, so he handed this piece of jade to his right hand and prepared to pass it to Zheng Liguo.

Putting the jade in the palm of his right hand, Qin Tian clenched it tightly, and the seal ring on his little finger touched lightly with the mutton fat jade.

The seal ring instantly warmed up, and there was a light click.

Fuck!Qin Tian hurriedly opened his palms. The originally white and fine mutton-fat jade had been broken into seven or eight pieces. The color was gray and the material was withered. It was exactly the same as an ordinary stone.

Uncle Wang's heart also clicked, and he slowly stood up, and he was able to stretch his neck in front of Qin Tian like this, which is really good waist strength.

"Broken?!" Uncle Wang's voice trembled, his lips opened and closed, and his eyes were clearly filled with tears.

Like a mechanical dance, Qin Tian dumped the broken jade in his hand on the table, and only a piece of thick red rope stubbornly stopped in his hand.

Puzzled, embarrassed.

Qin Tian looked at the seal ring in his hand in surprise, you didn't tell me that you like to eat jade, but after looking at it, he found that the seal ring became darker.

"Uncle Wang, I'm sorry. How about I compensate you? You tell me how much." Qin Tian added awkwardly.

Zheng Liguo and the other three were already stunned and dared not speak.

Wang Zichen also smiled wryly, and explained to his father who helped him lose consciousness: "Don't look at my dad as a collector. He can only confirm that this piece of jade is real for the old objects in this room. Now, Really. Ugh."

Hearing this, Qin Tian's thoughts moved, and he said sincerely to Uncle Wang: "How can this be all fake? I'll help you pick out a few genuine ones, and I'm sure you'll gain something else."

After saying that, Qin Tian got up, his back felt warm and his eyes turned cold, the eyes were open.

Qin Tian looked at the antique toys in the room, wandered around, blinked again, and took the first step to remove a bright copper-colored double-layered utensil from the wooden wall shelf.

This thing is about ten centimeters, with three animal claw-like things separated in three directions at the bottom, like an ancient oil lamp, but with two layers, and the bracket connecting the two layers is spiral-shaped.

Right now, the lamp is actually silver. Although the silver color is very faint, it can be seen that it should be quite old.

Qin Tian put this thing in front of Uncle Wang, and then he went around the calligraphy and painting area twice, and took a small blue thread-bound book from the wall on the left.

Spread it out and see that there are several pictures of beauties inside, and each one has a poem inscribed on it.

It's like one of those old-fashioned books, with two little stamps on the indigo cover.

Right now, this little book is copper-colored, a faint copper-color.

Finally, Qin Tian took off a large character from the wall on the right. This character was huge, 1.6 meters high and more than [-] centimeters wide. It was very difficult for him to remove it.

The old yellow paper is covered with handwriting, the shape of the characters is strange, the left side is low and the right side is high, flat and square, each horizontal line is straight like a sword, and the turning point is dignified and powerful. If you look vertically, it looks neat, but when you look horizontally, it looks messy. But overall it feels smooth and coherent.

Right now, the big characters are copper yellow, but the color is extremely bright, more than ten times brighter than the silver light of that lamp.

Qin Tian looked at the inscription, and his heart skipped a beat, [Zheng Banqiao wrote in Guazhou].

After carefully rolling up the large characters, Qin Tian also placed it in front of Uncle Wang. He added: "Uncle Wang, these are all true. You must go and authenticate them!"

Wang Zichen's father also seems to be recovering now, he uncovered the big characters and glanced at them, and said with a wry smile: "I know you really want to make up, this Zheng Banqiao's big characters must be fake, I paid 300 yuan in the handicraft store. I bought it with money, just for decoration, hey, it’s not necessary, don’t worry, uncle won’t care so much about your child, go to bed early.”

After finishing speaking, he rolled up the lamp and big characters on the table with a lonely and troubled face, and walked out of the room unsteadily.

Qin Tian took a few steps forward and said loudly: "Uncle Wang, that big calligraphy of Zheng Banqiao is really real. You must go and authenticate it!"

Uncle Wang waved his hand and had no strength to answer, and disappeared around the corner in a blink of an eye.

"Come on, Wang Zichen's father even said that he doesn't care about you anymore, and you still insist on teasing him, go to bed." Zhou Chaoqun said.

Wang Zichen also nodded, "Don't feel pressured. Although my father's jade is expensive, it's only about a dozen or 20. I'll take you to the room."

Qin Tian was helpless and funny, so he really made a lot of money.

"Seriously, when do you have time to urge your dad, he must get it appraised, especially that wording."

"Okay, okay, I got it," Wang Zichen replied as if comforting.

No one will believe what you say.

"Fine, then it's up to you, anyway, you can't learn from the disadvantages, and you can't be fooled." Qin Tian said for the last time.

With these words, Qin Tian and the others had already arrived at the room where they slept.

The four people were divided into two rooms, Qin Tian and Zheng Liguo shared one room.

After bidding farewell to Wang Zichen, it was already close to twelve o'clock.

"Go to bed early, and go to see the sea at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and bikinis, hehehe." Zheng Liguo washed his feet, but the water did not pour, and he was wrapped in a big blanket and had a sweet dream.

"Li Qian, I admire you for still thinking about it. You should go to sleep first." Qin Tian said.

He opened the window and took a deep breath of the coastal air that smelled slightly of the sea. He looked up and saw that the sky was filled with stars and the bright moon was hanging high. It seemed like it would be a fine day again tomorrow.

Qin Tian looked at the black ring on his little finger, rubbed it lightly a few times, can you say a word about eating, you little guy, I almost got rid of it today.

The signet ring said nothing, but it became darker and darker.

Now the habit of stance has been developed. At school, Qin Tian would go to the floor fence to practice for half an hour every morning and evening.

It just so happened that the room they were staying in tonight also had a small balcony. Qin Tian got ready to stand there for half an hour, his eyes closed and his mind as heavy as water. He soon fell into a state of mindfulness.

The state of intentional movement is actually a bit like qigong. One movement moves the whole body, and the whole body's qi and blood blend and promote each other. It is very effective in nourishing the body, but it is very easy to get hungry.

So it's fine for him to stand upright and keep his mind, but it seems to be a little different tonight.

(End of this chapter)